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Patreon Prompt 473
🕑 Added 2024-01-14 17:07:54 +0000 UTCPrompt: Gassy BBW tank protects squishy healer boy.
Ymer should have known what he was getting into when he joined the Undervision team. Though he lacked much in the way of physical prowess, his abilities with his healing staff made him essential. However, that also meant that he was a crucial target for hostiles to try and take him down. To remedy this, the team partnered him with a quite unruly, tank of a woman.
In the midst of another battle, Ymer kept poking his head out from behind cover to relieve his allies’ pain. His help didn’t go unnoticed from a group of enemy soldiers running to intercept him. Before the first volley of bullets could strike him, his savoir Hardrie came leaping down like a ton of bricks. Blocking off the attack with her energy shield, the woman with heavy armor clad around her hefty, sumo-wrestler like body she ordered Ymer to get close behind her.
Even knowing what fate awaited him, Ymer did as he was told. As he got up close and personal with the blubbery woman’s backside, he heard the unsettling groan coming from her body. Despite being told by her comrades again and again to go easy on the bean casseroles, her need to feed her gluttony had overlooked their concerns. This resulted in the poor healer being subjected to a torrent of gas billowing out of her rear with an earthshaking BRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPP. Dazed by the constant blasts of gas straight to his face, Ymer could do little as Hardrie began to drag him along, promising to keep him safe with her body while he fulfilled his duty.
